Greg Davidson

Rookie - 109 Points (1954 / Sydney, Australia)

A Word In Season - Poem by Greg Davidson

Bring me not those words of Winter,
That icy breath, cold and bitter
Faces flushed and tear laden eyes
A cutting blast and joy’s demise

I care not for the words of Spring,
Gossamer soft on fairy wing,
Ephemeral words, in vivid hue,
Marigold, rose and cobalt blue.

Neither bring hot words of Summer,
Withered grey or black with omen,
They rail as roiling thunder heads
To drive small children from their beds.

Bring to me some words autumnal,
Carried soft on an evening breeze
Like painted leaves of ochre gold,
Heroic words of sagas told.


Comments about A Word In Season by Greg Davidson

  • Gold Star - 8,667 Points Bri Edwards (7/8/2014 11:44:00 PM)

    i like it well enough. i especially enjoyed the rhymes, esp. in stanza 2. i wish i could read examples of the 'words' you refer to. thanks for sharing. :) bri (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 34,112 Points Gajanan Mishra (8/30/2013 11:36:00 PM)

    heroic words in sagas told, good write, thanks. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 30, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 3, 2013


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